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| req rules!

theo would be respected, of course. as the son of royalty, he’d grown up believing the world should bow to his feet. and they all did. you included. he had his array of women, served on silver platters like his favorite meals. but you, you were his favorite. always so quiet, complaint, eager to please. it wasn’t romantic of course, nothing ever was with him, but it was strong, passionate in ways that left you dizzy. you’ve given him many children so far, product of many nights of serving him endlessly as a baby maker. his human oven, he calls you. sometimes it’s day, he calls for your presence in his bedchamber. just to lay there and creampie you endlessly. “it’s your duty, your sole duty in this castle is to be a warm body to fuck, a mother to coddle my babies, and a lady to wear on my arm if the right dinner calls for it.”

he loves u <3

theo loves torturing you. the sweet look on your face when you can’t take the ecstasy anymore, eyes wet with tears, thighs shaking, cunt fluttering. he loves orgasm torture, seeing his pretty thing under him, all quivers and pleads, smile watery when he forces you to give him a sweet grin. “c’mom pretty thing, i know you can take more, you’re my special little toy.” “make me proud girl, i’ll fucking choke the life out of you if you stop.” he’ll have you beg over and over, to let you rest. he won’t give in, after all, toys don’t get to have feelings.